Testo Devils

Yeaaaaaaaaa (Devils, devils)
We talkin' bout Devils
We talkin' bout Devils
We talkin' bout Devils
(Devils)

Man it's payback
For all the months that I layed back For all the blunts that had me lazy 'n' crazy
It's drama time (Time)
I'm gettin' ten for a show (Let's go!)
Album ain't even dropped
When it's dropped, I'm gettin' more
Wish I can go down every street (every street)
But the fuckin' Narcotics say I got death on me
Niggas they try to rebel me (Shiiit)
But it's motivation
I'mma keep gettin money
Go on Soulja hate me
The judge looked at me
And said how you doin' Boosie
He called me by my nickname (Ooooh)
What you think I'm stupid (Bitch) You wanna railroad a nigga (Believe That)
And lose me in the system
But like C-Murder and Mack
I refuse to be a victim nigga

Devils get up off me
Devils get up off me
Devils get up off me
Devils get up off me
Devils get up off me
Devils get up off me
Devils get up off me
Devils get up off me

Look
See where I'm from nigga it's Do Or Die (Die)
Nigga tell you he gone kill you
You gone shoot or die
Them devils got them youngters wildin' out at twelve nah (Twelve)
And Hollin' mutha fuck jail they goin' to hell now (Fuck Hell)
See I'm from Baton Rouge
Better known as Rattin' Rouge (Rattin' Rouge)
The police know yo ass done it before you even do it (Believe It)
I'm so gutta, so gangsta, so in the streets (What Else?)
I'm so freaky, so nasty, so in the sheets (Believe Dat)
My cousin lifin, grandpa lifin
And niggas mandatory (Fuck)
The judge ain't nothin' but the devil
Him and the jury
I seen a nigga die in front of me
Eyes rolled back
They threw the chopper bullets at 'em (bop, bop, bop, bop, bop, bop, bop, bop)
Like hold that

Devils Get Up Off Me
Devils Get Up Off Me
Devils Get Up Off Me
Devils Get Up Off Me
Devils Get Up Off Me
Devils Get Up Off Me
Devils Get Up Off Me
Devils Get Up Off Me

Can't even ride and get high
Cuz them devils out
They catch me on a back street
They gone knock me off
Yea I'm talkin' bout the law
Yall sum fuckin' devils
Up in school you got blues
Now ya bout whateva
Hoes tryna get money
Tryna sell that cat
Devil get yo ass away
I don't pay for dat
Don't he put ya at The wrong place
At the wrong time
Now you gone for a very long time (Damn)
You hit the pen
And you heard The fuckin' door slam
He Wants ya shoes, ya zoos, and ya wam wam
He was with you in them times when you ain't give a damn
He was that liquor in ya hand
Sayin' "Kill me man"
He that lil' nigga across town
Hatin' on ya hard
But he ain't ready to go to war
Thats that fuckin' devil
Devil get up off me
Devil get up off me
Devilllll get up
Get up off me

Devils get up off me
Devils get up off me
Devils get up off me
Devils get up off me
Devils get up off me
Devils get up off me
Devils get up off me
Devils get up off me
Devils
We talkin' bout devils
We talkin' bout devils
We talkin' bout devils
We talkin' bout devils
We talkin' bout devils
We talkin' bout devils
Yeaaaaaa
Be on the look out nigga
They got devils out chea
Believe that
Boosie Bad Azz (Boosie Bad Azz!)
It don't get no realer then this nigga
I'm the only one that drop shit like this (Believe that)

We talkin' bout devils!